Chapter 1075: Even the Great God can't help it ...

Shen Jiuli did not know when Ning Xuemo suddenly appeared, pulling her up.
With a wave of a hand, a gust of wind blew through, the stones in front of Yan Ziyu trembled violently, the cracks instantly covered the entire rock, and the breeze blew gently, and the stones shattered silently into thousands, falling like rain drop.
In the shattered stone curtain, Ye Feng's figure was finally fully revealed.
He was lying quietly in a large pool of blood, his clothes were broken, his body was covered with swollen wounds, and he could hardly find a good skin. His blood seemed to have dried up, leaving a trail of dried blood around him, he tightened Her eyes were closed, her face pale as snow, motionless.
Yan Ziyu stayed there like a petrochemical, half a ring, she walked slowly step by step, pushed Ye Feng's body, her voice trembling: "You wake up, we are saved ..."
Ye Feng still did not move.
Yan Ziyu naturally reconciled, and pushed him again: "Ye Feng, don't scare me ... wake up, wake up ..."
No matter how she pushed, Ye Feng didn't move. She lay there quietly, her eyes closed, her eyelashes slightly drooping, as if she was asleep ...
Yan Ziyu's hands and feet shivered inexplicably, and she was so cold. A heart seemed to hang over the ice, and she would fall anytime, anywhere. She suddenly turned to Ning Xuemo for help: "Xue Mo, he fainted? He was just still Talk to me, and sing for me ... It must be too tired now, so fainted? Would you wake him up? We can go out when we wake up ... "
Ning Xuemo's face was even paler, and she did not hesitate to explore Ye Feng's pulse again, then the neck pulse, and opened his eyelid to see the pupil ...
Her fingers were shaking as well.
Ye Feng had no heartbeat, no pulse, and her pupils dilated ... everything showed everything.
Ye Feng-
already dead……
She's still late! It's too late for her to arrive hard!
She turned abruptly and grabbed the hand of God Jiuli behind him: "Big God, you ... you have a way?"
Her gaze was like fire, with last hope.
Shen Jiuli's heart sank slightly, clenched her waist calmly, and shook her head slightly.
If it is an ordinary person, even if he is dead, he can go to the Yin Division to grab the soul and return it to life.
However, Ye Feng is a tartar who has only one life, and his soul will not return to his hometown. When he dies, his soul will automatically disperse and become a sea breeze ...
Even the Great God can't help it ...
She could only watch as another friend left ...
Although she had experienced a lot of life and death, she felt stagnation at the moment.
Ye Feng, actually died like this!
He was afraid that he would regret it until he died ...
He didn't even see what it was like for Yan Ziyu to lift the twin spell ...
How can you do this? !!
Gu Ziyan's culprit is alive and well, but Ye Feng ... Ye Feng, who is so good, died here ...
Ning Xuemo only felt an angry fire rolling around her chest, she pinched her finger tightly and did not speak.
Yan Zijie looked at this, and then looked at that, the more she became scared, the more she became scared, and the more she panicked: "Xue Mo ... he ... can't he wake up now? You ... you must be a doctor Will there be a way? "
"Divine Doctor can't save the dead!" Ning Xuemo blurted out, with inexplicable anger: "Ye Feng is dead!"